Chapter Two: Lost Worlds

Optimus, our Optimus, was running through a massive gunfight. He was being chased by the Shattered Glass Autobots, who were desperately trying to kill him.

Optimus' shoulders started to shake, and Shoulder Cannons popped out. "Uhhh...okay. Shoulder Cannons, fire! Please?"

His cannons slammed blaster fire into the Autobots, knocking them backwards.

"Yeah! That actually worked!" He shouted with pride when a chilling voice said "This yours?"

Optimus turned around to see Wheeljack, our Wheeljack, being held up by the menacing Shattered Glass Optimus Prime. He slammed his fist into Optimus (Our Optimus...this is getting confusing. For now, let's call the evil Optimus Shattered Optimus, and our Optimus just Optimus. Okay? Confused? I am too.)

Optimus prepped his flamethrowers and burned Shattered Optimus. "Ha! Flame? That's it?"

All of a sudden, around a dozen or so blasters came out of different places on Optimus' body, sending a barrage of blaster fire at Shattered Optimus. Shattered Optimus fell back, nearly blown apart. He got up, a bit angered.

"Wait...uh...I did that? I can do that?!" Optimus said joyfully. That Matrix was finally doing something for him!

But, Shattered Optimus wasn't exactly dead. He ignited his axe. "I'm going to kill you!" The grim leader shouted.

Suddenly...something blocked Shattered Optimus' swing. Another axe...from another Optimus! (I know what you're thinking. Another Optimus? Won't that mess names up even more? Well, why don't we call this Optimus Optimus Prime, our Optimus just Optimus, and Shattered Optimus stays the same.)

It was Primax 984.17 Alpha's very own Optimus Prime.

"Run, ally! I shall stop this enemy!" The famous Prime stated. Optimus ran over to his fallen friend Wheeljack and shouted his name.

But, other people had other plans. A dark figure wearing the crest of both a Prime and Unicron stood before the body. "Perhaps this one is suitable."

Another silhouette stood next to him. "He is...let's take him to the Datadomain." He lifted his hand, and a mystical power coated in stars and planets took the broken Cybertronian and teleported the remains.

Optimus finally arrived where he thought the body was. All he found was Wheeljack's Uni-Bridge summoner. He picked it up, and in shock, nearly dropped it. "Where did he go...?" He asked the empty scorched air.

Meanwhile, in a desolate land...Wheeljack awoke, semi-healed, with a paint difference where parts were missing. The Autobot saw his predicament and a large beacon in the sky...surrounded by a single word that echoed across the valleys and canyons.

"VECTOR! VECTOR!"